Qin Helian's junior and middle school student Sanyuan became a scholar, allowing the Qin clan to see hope for the revitalization of the family. Even if Qin He could not be like his ancestor two hundred years ago, he could be the second-ranking beauty officer in high school, as long as he could win the imperial examination in Qingshan Village

No one dares to offend the Qin family in these ten miles and eight villages.

Moreover, under the title of Juren, twenty people can be exempted from labor service and a hundred acres of land tax. When the time comes, they can invest the land in Qinhe's name. This way, life will be much easier without having to pay land tax... In short, build a good relationship with the Qin family.

Can't be wrong.

Under the temptation of various interests, some people in the village who were jealous of the Qin family did not dare to speak ill of the Qin family at this time, for fear that it would be spread to the ears of the Qin family, and they would have to mix in with other villagers who were congratulating each other, doing their best.

I try my best to flatter Mr. Qin and others.

Not to mention the changes in the attitude of the neighbors towards the Qin family, Jing Heng, who was far away in the capital, returned to his home after school and also learned about the Qinhe Company's primary and secondary school Sanyuan from Shitou's report.

Looking at the young master whose expression had changed, Shitou said what he had been holding in his heart for a long time: "Young Master, Qin San is indeed connected to the middle and small three yuan as Zhao Xiuxiu said, which is enough to prove that she has extraordinary abilities. If anyone knows about her,

In your hands, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble!"

Jing Heng didn't care and said rather willfully: "Then wait until they know about it!"

Shitou choked and advised earnestly: "Sir, Zhao Xiuxiu's existence is a trouble after all. It's better to hand her over. Maybe she can use her precognitive ability to benefit the people of the world."

Jing Heng looked at him and sneered: "I didn't know that you were so concerned about the country and the people. It's really wronging you to have you take orders from me!"

Shitou's expression changed, and he knelt on the ground with a pop: "I don't dare!"

Jing Heng hummed softly and warned: "You must obey whatever decision I make! If you dare to comment, go back to where you came from!"

Shitou was dripping with cold sweat, his forehead pressed deeply to the ground: "Yes, Young Master!"

Jing Heng waved his hand impatiently: "Go down!"

Shitou stood up in a hurry and was about to exit the study when he was stopped by Jing Heng and asked him to prepare a gift to send to the Qin family.

But before Shitou could respond, Jing Heng gave up his previous thoughts and ordered again: "Prepare the congratulatory gifts. The young master will go there in person in two days."

Shitou reminded him tactfully: "Master, you may not be able to spare time in the next half month..." Then he went through his recent travel arrangements.

"Don't you want to adjust your itinerary?" Jing Heng glared at him with disgust and couldn't help but settle old scores: "Last Dragon Boat Festival, it was your incompetence in handling things that made me break my trust with that girl. This debt

Sooner or later I’ll figure it out with you!”

Shitou secretly smiled bitterly. It was true that they were negligent last time, but there was a reason for the incident, and there was nothing they could do about it. Thinking this in his heart, he quickly clasped his fists to apologize, hoping to get this matter over with.

Jing Heng was not so cautious as to hold on to the past. He knocked on the stone and waved him out.

Shitou's vest was wet and sticky. He walked out of the study and felt the warm wind coming towards him before slowly exhaling a breath. He glanced at the closed study, not daring to have any distracting thoughts in his heart.

He has been following Jingheng for six years, and what he feels most deeply is that some people are born with a submissive temperament, and as age and experience increase, this temperament becomes more and more obvious.

If the two-year-old Jingheng was subconsciously given birth to Tianhuang Guixuan, it was Tianhuang Guixuan's emotion. Then after today, he will no longer question any of Jingheng's decisions.

There was no one else in the study, so Jing Heng suddenly relaxed. He closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair without energy. His mind was confused and his brows were wrinkled unconsciously.

At this moment, he felt his knees sink, and a soft mass pressed up, forcing him to open his eyes, and then he met a pair of round and bright animal pupils.

"Meow~" Heitan greeted happily, trying to climb up Jingheng's chest. This is his favorite spot, and he has to press it every night to sleep peacefully.

"Get down!" Jing Heng scolded with great disgust. Seeing that Heitan continued to move towards his chest as if he hadn't heard anything, he couldn't bear it any longer and forcefully picked up the skin of Heitan's neck and threw it to the ground: "Who let go?"

Did you come in?"

Hei Tan ignored Jing Heng's dark face and looked at Jing Heng's legs. Before Jing Heng could react, he used his hind legs to jump onto his lap again and continued to act coquettishly: "Meow~"

Heitan, who is already five months old, is much bigger than an adult domestic cat. In addition, he eats fresh fish and meat for every meal, so he is not hungry or cold. His fur is smooth and smooth, and his body is also very stocky.

, it was really heavy on Jingheng’s legs.

After throwing it four or five times, he still couldn't make this shameless cat give up. Jing Heng gave up first, twisting Heitan's plump furry face and scolding: "Clingy!"

"Meow~" Hei Tan lay in Jing Heng's arms, resting his plush head on his arm, closing his big round eyes and snoring happily.

Jing Heng adjusted his arms and looked at Heitan who was sleeping more peacefully. He couldn't help pinching its angled ears: "Just like her, he is both greedy and sleepy!"

Hei Tan squinted at Jing Heng, stretched out his rough tongue and gently licked the back of his hand, then turned over on all fours, revealing an increasingly soft belly.

Jing Heng's mouth was disgusted with the black charcoal, and the next moment he put his hand on its soft belly, scratching it again and again: "Don't you know that it is wrong to keep the one named Zhao? What if it is not useful to keep her?

, I will never leave her alive!"

The little girl's secret must not be exposed, at least not until he is unable to protect her.

"Snoring~ snoring~" Heitan snored comfortably, swinging his long and thick tail leisurely, as if echoing Jing Heng's words.

"That girl is still stupid. After Zhao's 'disappearance', she actually thought about him for two days." At this point, Jing Heng's tone became sour: "If I hadn't stayed in Qinghu to accompany her for more than a month,

She also asked the kitchen to prepare her meals in the same way, and within ten days she will definitely forget all about me."

"Meow~" Heitan did not fall asleep. Listening to Jingheng's chatter, he echoed from time to time to show that he was listening.

After all, Jingheng is only an eight-year-old child. Even if he is smarter and more mature than other children of the same age, he still knows that there are some words that he should not mention to his relatives. Whenever he encounters difficulties, he can only talk to people who do not understand him and do not understand.

The black carbon who knows how to tell secrets can talk about it.

This is the only place where black charcoal can be used after he worked so hard to pull it up.

"Wake up, you should get out!" After a while, Jing Heng patted Hei Tan, who had stopped snoring and was sleeping without anyone noticing, then picked up the back of its neck and threw it to the ground without mercy.

Heitan fell asleep in a daze. After landing on all fours, he looked around with hazy animal eyes, as if he didn't understand why he was on the ground.

Afraid that it would cause trouble in the study, Jing Heng called someone in and took it away. Before leaving, the guy's claws pulled Jing Heng's legs tightly, almost tearing his pants off.

Even if it is not torn, there are lines drawn out, making it impossible to wear it again.

Without the black charcoal, the study became completely quiet. Jing Heng looked at the several articles that needed to be memorized on the desk in distress, and he endured them again and again before throwing them on the floor.

When he picked up one of the articles and read it silently, he gradually became able to read it, and his chaotic mind calmed down unconsciously.

The day after the good news reached Qingshan Village, Qin He returned to the village and was surrounded by villagers in the fields. There were also two men who wanted to send their children to school and specially called their children to let them

Inspired by the literary spirit of the scholar.

After receiving the letter, Mr. Qin and others hurried over. After dealing with the waves of villagers, the family returned home covered in sweat, but their faces were full of joy.

"Third uncle, isn't Mr. Xiu Cai very powerful? They all envy me, saying that I have a powerful third uncle!" Qin Xiaoxiao looked at his third uncle carefully, but didn't see that he was any different from before.

What changes.

"Xiu Cai Gong is just a respectful title for a scholar, and it has nothing to do with whether he is powerful or not." Qin He explained to his niece with a gentle smile. It was obvious that he was not complacent about becoming a scholar.

"That's it...The third uncle is also very good. Other children don't have the scholar third uncle!" Qin Xiaoxiao is quite proud. She has taken Sanbao out to play these days, and many friends are envious of them.

"Xiaoxiao, your third uncle is very tired. Don't pester your third uncle!" Lin Qiuniang saw the tiredness on her brother-in-law's face and stepped forward to pull her daughter aside.

Mrs. Miao also noticed it and said distressedly: "Go back to your room and rest. When the rice is ready, my mother will ask you to get up and eat."

Others also urged him and were not in a hurry to ask him about the exam.

After taking the government examination and the college examination consecutively, the examination venues were set up in other counties. After a long journey of traveling and traveling, Qin He was really exhausted physically and mentally, so he listened to everyone's advice and went back to his room to rest.

Just when he closed the door and went to sleep, many people came to Qin's house to see the scholar. When they learned that he had fallen asleep, they did not leave. They stood under the old jujube tree and talked to the three masters of the Qin family.

They left after the meal was ready.

Qin He slept deeply, and the Qin family didn't want to wake him up to eat, so they left a portion of food alone to warm in the pot. When Qin He woke up, the sun was about to set, and his stomach was as empty as a drum.

.

Fortunately, Mrs. Miao had prepared dinner in advance, so Qin He was not hungry for too long. During the meal, Mr. Qin talked about hosting a banquet.

Qin He didn't object to the banquet, and he didn't take the banquet too seriously. He decided to set the date for the banquet on June 16th without much thought.

This day was a day off for most of the schools in the city. Not only could he invite his mentor, Master Qiu, but also the two great treasures in the school could join in the fun.

Mr. Qin deliberately turned over the old almanac and found that it was an auspicious day, so he made a decision on June 16th. It was less than ten days before June 16th, so the guests who should be invited to the banquet must be notified as soon as possible to avoid being hastily.

No time.

The Qin family doesn't have many relatives, and the four in-laws, Lin, Zhao, and Hu, must be notified. The rest are just a few distant relatives, and it's up to them whether they come or not when they are notified.

It was Mrs. Miao who was troubled and asked Mr. Qin if he wanted to inform Liu Dayong and Xiao Miao.

"No, they might cause trouble when they come!" Mr. Qin said without hesitation, intending to take this opportunity to completely cut off all contact with the Liu family: "They didn't come to visit us this year to pay New Year greetings, and they don't want to interact with us if they want to.

"

Mrs. Miao nodded and said nothing.

Ever since she got sick due to Xiao Miao's anger a few years ago, Mrs. Miao's feelings for her sister have faded away. Although it is hard to avoid being sad when she occasionally thinks of the sisters' companionship when they were young, she continues to be a sister with such a heartless person.

, which also left her with a lump in her throat.

Lin Qiuniang looked at her father-in-law's face and hesitated: "Dad, do you want to let Zhou Baoer know?"

Mr. Qin frowned, lowered his head and asked his little granddaughter who was immersed in cooking: "Our family is hosting a banquet. Do you want your Aunt Zhou to come to dinner?"

Qin Xiaoxiao raised her head, with rice grains on her cheeks: "Auntie, do you want to eat? If you want to eat, come. If you don't want to eat, don't come."

Mr. Qin smiled and said to Lin Qiuniang: "Let me know!"

Lin Qiuniang quickly agreed and rubbed her daughter's head.

Qin Xiaoxiao didn't know why, and was about to continue eating hard, but somehow he remembered Brother Li who was far away in the capital, and quickly asked: "Grandpa, there will be a lot of delicious food at the banquet, right? Let's ask Brother Li to come and eat.

Bar!"
To be continued...